"Make My Day" by Calvin Doxson [RP #2]

“Family isn’t about blood, it’s about loyalty. I’m loyal to the Council, you’re loyal to yourself! Don’t put words in our mouths Mat-sue, or I’ll make you choke on’em!”

The Filthy Hillbilly of the Council of Chaos, stood in front of the NPW backdrop featured in their backstage promo room. It was common for the roster talent to use the room for pieces featured on the NPW website or online video catalog. Calvin Doxson was however not the typical star, and rather a dirty looking individual to say the least. All the normal interview personnel, excluding a rather grumpy looking camera man, had exited the room upon Calvin’s arrival. Apparently he had an anchovy odor lingering with him, like a plume cloud, it filled the room and had an awful stench; thus the camera man had his nose plugs in.

Calvin Doxson: My guy, I ride or die for family! What you call family is tragedy - not loyalty. You let your father and brother become destroyed by somethin’ you watched from the sideline? What kinda man are you?! I’d never stand by my brothers and let them walk into hell alone. Nah, I’m the guy you gotta knock out and duct tape, throw in the back of a locked trunk and leave a thousand miles from your destination -- or I’mma get my ass there and be right beside my family the whole way!

Turning to the side, Calvin brings a styrofoam cup up with his right hand and proceeds to spit chewing tobacco in it.

Calvin: My brother Clyde had my back at Honor. He saved me from elimination a few times. The difference with your family and mine Tak-uh-rue is mine doesn’t need to ask for help, they know it’s always there! Just like Jesse knew Clyde would be there for August on the Atlantic when the ReVenants wanted to put him on the shelf. Yuh, I don’t see your family showing up to NPW and giving ya any help. Where they at Mat-sue? They back home? Well call’em up and tell’em to turn in Thursday to NPW television! I want them to see the man they raised who calls himself honorable. I want them to see how lost you become in trying to steal the spotlight and call out my less than hundred-percent brotha, Jesse Jamester.


Spitting in the cup one more time, we see the remainder of his chew leave his curled lip and hit the cup. Calvin proceeds to chuck it into a nearby garbage can in front of him, but it misses and spills on the floor.

Calvin: Ooops… Cleanup on aisle four! (looking around for a janitor) That’s what they are going to be saying when this one is over Tak-ee, yeah, you know it! I’m not the giant that my brotha Clyde is, nor am I as seasoned of a steak like Jesse. Nah, I’m just a guy who fights when one comes looking for it! I don’t care if you can kick me with fancy move names, or have been trained by your great great great great great great grand daddy! NAAAH! See me now, Calvin Dox-SON -- I'm gonna be your daddy come Thursday Tak-ee. Be ready, I’m coming for a fight! Make my day! 

Slapping his chest, Calvin Doxson shows an emotionally charged response to the ‘family’ message Takaru Matasui sent out on the internet earlier today.